Vlone on my shirt like I'm Carti (Vlone)
All of my bitches be barbies
Skrrt up inna foreign right to the party (Skrrt)
Engine loud in the rari
Dippin' right when shit get borin'
Gotta go trap while y'all snorin' (Trap)
Been ballin' since a jit, I been scorin'
Been had drip since the day I was born
Been had drip since the day I was born
You see me, I'm flexed up (Flexed up)
Million dollars just drop my neck up (Neck up)
Diamonds drip hard after I get a check, yeah
I go blow a check
Never f*ck nobody's ex, nah
But I give these bitches to my gang
She suckin' and givin' em brain
Cuz her boyfriend a typical stain (Typical stain)
I pull up, let my choppa go bang (Boom boom boom)
Now his momma's eyes filled with pain
She look at the sidewalk rememberin' brains
I hate to shoot but I do this shit for my bros
He shoulda quit playin' em games (He should)
He shoulda quit playin' with gang
Y'all better remember my name
Vlone on my shirt like I'm Carti (Vlone)
All of my bitches be barbies
Skrrt up inna foreign right to the party (Skrrt)
Engine loud in the rari
Dippin' right when shit get borin'
Gotta go trap while y'all snorin' (Trap)
Been ballin' since a jit, I been scorin'
Been had drip since the day I was born (I got that drip)
Gotta relax, sip some sizzurp (Sizzurp)
F*ck onna bitch, sweet like dessert
Countin' up bands til my fingers hurt (G$)
You lame and broke, that's what I heard (That's what I heard)
Makin' money when I wanna
Bitches f*ck me when I want em
They don't f*ck with you unless they drunk enough
Damn, your whole life you been f*ckin' up
Been serving' junkies til sun come up
Yeah, I'm getting them bands
You ain't got no guap, you don't got no chance (Don't got no chance)
I'm f*ckin' your bitch and I'm shootin' your mans (Shootin' your mans)
This shit on sight, don't need no f*ckin' plan
I ain't ask for no help, don't need no hand
Made it all on my own, I'm the man (I'm the man)
Yeah
I made it all on my own, I'm the man (Yessir)
Whatcha need, I got xans (Xans)
Whatcha need, I got drank
Stay drippin' everywhere I go
Your bitch smell my weed and she luv how it stank (Luv how it stank)
I go and laugh at the bank
I go and laugh at the mall
Whats your budget? 20k
I go shoppin' once and spend it all (I got cash)
You know Imma make it back
F*ck on that hoe from the back (From the back)
Damn, she fallin' in luv now
Too bad I ain't gone text back (I ain't gone text back)
Imma kick her out once I nut
F*ck no, she don't get my number (She don't)
I'm on fire right now, f*ck the summer (Yessir)
I'm the real rich youngin', still shoutout to Stunna
F*ck onna front row hoe from the back
Damn, Imma pull out her tracks
Don't finger girls, just finger racks
Drippy as f*ck, no cap
Don't ever say this shit just rap
Cuz this shit my life
Been strapped, f*ck a knife
Me and my demons hittin' licks all night
(Yeah)
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English
Vlone on my shirt like I'm Carti (Vlone)
All of my bitches be barbies
Skrrt up inna foreign right to the party (Skrrt)
Engine loud in the rari
Dippin' right when shit get borin'
Gotta go trap while y'all snorin' (Trap)
Been ballin' since a jit, I been scorin'
Been had drip since the day I was born
Been had drip since the day I was born
You see me, I'm flexed up (Flexed up)
Million dollars just drop my neck up (Neck up)
Diamonds drip hard after I get a check, yeah
I go blow a check
Never f*ck nobody's ex, nah
But I give these bitches to my gang
She suckin' and givin' em brain
Cuz her boyfriend a typical stain (Typical stain)
I pull up, let my choppa go bang (Boom boom boom)
Now his momma's eyes filled with pain
She look at the sidewalk rememberin' brains
I hate to shoot but I do this shit for my bros
He shoulda quit playin' em games (He should)
He shoulda quit playin' with gang
Y'all better remember my name
Vlone on my shirt like I'm Carti (Vlone)
All of my bitches be barbies
Skrrt up inna foreign right to the party (Skrrt)
Engine loud in the rari
Dippin' right when shit get borin'
Gotta go trap while y'all snorin' (Trap)
Been ballin' since a jit, I been scorin'
Been had drip since the day I was born (I got that drip)
Gotta relax, sip some sizzurp (Sizzurp)
F*ck onna bitch, sweet like dessert
Countin' up bands til my fingers hurt (G$)
You lame and broke, that's what I heard (That's what I heard)
Makin' money when I wanna
Bitches f*ck me when I want em
They don't f*ck with you unless they drunk enough
Damn, your whole life you been f*ckin' up
Been serving' junkies til sun come up
Yeah, I'm getting them bands
You ain't got no guap, you don't got no chance (Don't got no chance)
I'm f*ckin' your bitch and I'm shootin' your mans (Shootin' your mans)
This shit on sight, don't need no f*ckin' plan
I ain't ask for no help, don't need no hand
Made it all on my own, I'm the man (I'm the man)
Yeah
I made it all on my own, I'm the man (Yessir)
Whatcha need, I got xans (Xans)
Whatcha need, I got drank
Stay drippin' everywhere I go
Your bitch smell my weed and she luv how it stank (Luv how it stank)
I go and laugh at the bank
I go and laugh at the mall
Whats your budget? 20k
I go shoppin' once and spend it all (I got cash)
You know Imma make it back
F*ck on that hoe from the back (From the back)
Damn, she fallin' in luv now
Too bad I ain't gone text back (I ain't gone text back)
Imma kick her out once I nut
F*ck no, she don't get my number (She don't)
I'm on fire right now, f*ck the summer (Yessir)
I'm the real rich youngin', still shoutout to Stunna
F*ck onna front row hoe from the back
Damn, Imma pull out her tracks
Don't finger girls, just finger racks
Drippy as f*ck, no cap
Don't ever say this shit just rap
Cuz this shit my life
Been strapped, f*ck a knife
Me and my demons hittin' licks all night
(Yeah)
All of my bitches be barbies
Skrrt up inna foreign right to the party (Skrrt)
Engine loud in the rari
Dippin' right when shit get borin'
Gotta go trap while y'all snorin' (Trap)
Been ballin' since a jit, I been scorin'
Been had drip since the day I was born
Been had drip since the day I was born
You see me, I'm flexed up (Flexed up)
Million dollars just drop my neck up (Neck up)
Diamonds drip hard after I get a check, yeah
I go blow a check
Never f*ck nobody's ex, nah
But I give these bitches to my gang
She suckin' and givin' em brain
Cuz her boyfriend a typical stain (Typical stain)
I pull up, let my choppa go bang (Boom boom boom)
Now his momma's eyes filled with pain
She look at the sidewalk rememberin' brains
I hate to shoot but I do this shit for my bros
He shoulda quit playin' em games (He should)
He shoulda quit playin' with gang
Y'all better remember my name
Vlone on my shirt like I'm Carti (Vlone)
All of my bitches be barbies
Skrrt up inna foreign right to the party (Skrrt)
Engine loud in the rari
Dippin' right when shit get borin'
Gotta go trap while y'all snorin' (Trap)
Been ballin' since a jit, I been scorin'
Been had drip since the day I was born (I got that drip)
Gotta relax, sip some sizzurp (Sizzurp)
F*ck onna bitch, sweet like dessert
Countin' up bands til my fingers hurt (G$)
You lame and broke, that's what I heard (That's what I heard)
Makin' money when I wanna
Bitches f*ck me when I want em
They don't f*ck with you unless they drunk enough
Damn, your whole life you been f*ckin' up
Been serving' junkies til sun come up
Yeah, I'm getting them bands
You ain't got no guap, you don't got no chance (Don't got no chance)
I'm f*ckin' your bitch and I'm shootin' your mans (Shootin' your mans)
This shit on sight, don't need no f*ckin' plan
I ain't ask for no help, don't need no hand
Made it all on my own, I'm the man (I'm the man)
Yeah
I made it all on my own, I'm the man (Yessir)
Whatcha need, I got xans (Xans)
Whatcha need, I got drank
Stay drippin' everywhere I go
Your bitch smell my weed and she luv how it stank (Luv how it stank)
I go and laugh at the bank
I go and laugh at the mall
Whats your budget? 20k
I go shoppin' once and spend it all (I got cash)
You know Imma make it back
F*ck on that hoe from the back (From the back)
Damn, she fallin' in luv now
Too bad I ain't gone text back (I ain't gone text back)
Imma kick her out once I nut
F*ck no, she don't get my number (She don't)
I'm on fire right now, f*ck the summer (Yessir)
I'm the real rich youngin', still shoutout to Stunna
F*ck onna front row hoe from the back
Damn, Imma pull out her tracks
Don't finger girls, just finger racks
Drippy as f*ck, no cap
Don't ever say this shit just rap
Cuz this shit my life
Been strapped, f*ck a knife
Me and my demons hittin' licks all night
(Yeah)
Writer: Griffin Larson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid